lirik lagu chief kamachi - back 2 the breaks
[verse 1: chief kamachi]
back in ’78, came through the heavenly gates
my mommy make the baby food the hustlers ate
no potatoes and carrots, she kept a knife in my carriage
had a couple of n-gg-s, but wasn’t ready for marriage
she ran the streets in the zone, she was the chasing the jones
found a couple of needles when she was taking it home
put my fists in the walls, d-mn near breaking the bone
that’s why my heart look dark like old straight in the comb
just see the pain in my eyes, dope game on the rise
age 11 see a n-gg- brains blew in the skies
got notes in my journal about the flamin’ inferno
a real life movie without the b-ttery kernels
so i started to rap it, watched the murderous rackets
dreams of being a star, putting fur on the jackets
h-ssan gave me a job putting c-ke in the packets
i’m trying to get me a demo but had a hustler’s packet
100 shows in the mirror until i got my lines right
15 got my first chance at the limelight
first trip to new york, i had them f-cking rhymes right
came back to philly in a limo like it’s prom night
deal on the table, and my homie on the deathbed
game trying to milk me like i’m still getting breast fed
teenager stressed out, turn into a cess head
ready to k!ll a n-gg- or paint his whole chest red
label ain’t work out, d-mn near jerked out
mind ain’t steady, little eddie about to murk out
tears h-t the vinyl, energy was primal
mind of a rhino, zulu spears h-t the spinal
alb-m sat on the shelf, they abolished the wealth
older gods from the city gave me knowledge of self
put my twist on the jewels with the mystery schools
knew one day it would come, i would eventually rule
[chorus: chief kamachi]
yeah, back to the breaks, the era of the greats
i do it for the love, not the money that i make
i got what it takes, dj cutting up the crates
sucka mcs, sucker punch em in they face
take em back to the break, the era of the greats
i do it for the love, not the money that i make
i got what it takes, dj cutting up the crates
sucka mcs, sucker punch em in they face
take em back
[verse 2: chief kamachi]
just wanted to hear my voice on a few c-ssettes
gold chain and a pair of suede puma sweats
freestyle on the block, heavy, is ‘mach ready?
been bother the god the religion called rock steady
to the east i pray five rhymes a day
this crooked judge trying to take all my time away
got caught slippin, trying to sell a dime of yay
was rotting in a cell but i won’t let this mind decay
they think my kind astray, i think i’ll find a way
address me as the g-o-d, you looking divine today
yeah, i’m back dressed in all white
they want me in all black, but baby that’s alright
i’m underground cuz they don’t hear me enough
if that’s the case then get to turning your stereos up
a long way from all my philly block, clocking herb
they doing shows [?]
mach!
[chorus]
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu backyard bison - stress therapy
- lirik lagu frankie cosmos - i look at me i am happy
- lirik lagu billy harvey - we are giants
- lirik lagu swindle - one track
- lirik lagu backyard bison - not alone
- lirik lagu the blackbyrds - supernatural feeling
- lirik lagu hvrxn - фонари (lights)
- lirik lagu ronnie white (russia) - 1999
- lirik lagu fluency grey - bold & brave
- lirik lagu eazysteve8 - pu$y pu$y marijuana